Chapter 47 I don't want you to die!
Then, Lan Zhi turned and ran towards the gate.

The weak figure and the smell of blood on her body were a double temptation in front of the bright and bright Target Inn. Immediately, a filthy bird with bone wings flew towards her, clawing at her back with ferocious claws.

Lan Zhi's urging soul power disappeared suddenly, and the bone-winged dirty bird's sharp claws fell on the door, scratching through the door on the spot, and the sharp bone wings like an upside-down iron rake were directly inserted into the inn.

The children of the aristocratic family who crowded behind the door wanted to see how Lan Zhi and Jin Yuman died before they had time to escape, the door shattered, and they were thrown into the street by bone wings.

The other bone-winged dirty birds on the street smelled the smell of blood and immediately rushed towards them like hungry tigers.

The children of the aristocratic family were so frightened that their livers and gallbladders were torn apart, and they screamed into the sky: "Help—"

In the dark, Lan Zhi took back Jin Yuman from the middle-aged nun: "Thank you."

The middle-aged female cultivator looked at her with a sincere smile, and was silent. She didn't know whether to admire her for her wonderful method of getting revenge and picking herself up without any effort, or to be thankful that she was not her. enemy.

In short, the middle-aged female cultivator didn't pay attention to those aristocratic children who were scared to death, just nodded to Lan Zhi, and then dodged to kill other bone-winged birds that broke through the blockade.

Lan Zhi took Jin Yuman back to the inn room, sat down to reset the arm that was dislocated when he fell, and then coughed up another mouthful of blood.

As soon as Jin Yuman came back to his senses, he saw Lan Zhi vomit blood, both panicked and guilty: "Where did you get hurt? I'm sorry, it's all my fault. I have a lot of medicines for internal injuries, and I'll give them to you. Which one should you take first?"

Lan Zhi leaned against the wall and closed her eyes, "It's useless."

Jin Yuman's tears fell instantly: "Is it too bad? No, I don't want you to die!"

Lan Zhi: "..."

Suddenly, Jin Yuman thought of something, and rummaged through the storage bracelet: "I still have a elixir! My father said that it has the effect of bringing the dead back to life. As long as the body is not cold enough, it can be saved. I will find it for you. "

Lan Zhi was helpless: "I have it myself."

Her mortal body couldn't bear the power of the monk's elixir, it would be fine if she didn't take it, but something would happen if she took it.However, she didn't say much, she just took out a bottle of soul nourishing water specially made by Rong Keyun from her sleeve and drank it slowly.

Jin Yuman apologized while wiping away tears: "I'm sorry, it's all my fault. I saw the dirty birds rushing in. I was worried about your safety and wanted to find you. I didn't expect to be seen by my teammates... Fortunately, you are back."

She was full of guilt: "I'm sorry, I will never do this again!"

Lan Zhi said with a tense expression, "It's okay."

The star power of the Supreme Elder continued to wreak havoc in her spirit, and she could clearly feel that her spirit, which had healed seven to eight percent, was splitting apart inch by inch, and the pain made her want to cry.

She didn't want to cry like Jin Yuman, she just sucked her nose to fight back the tears, then stood up and stood by the window to observe the situation outside as if nothing had happened.

(End of this chapter)

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